Caspian Parker parked the car, worried about Aurelia Shaw, and hurried over.

He had been to his aunt's grave when he was a child, so he recognized the way.

It's just...

Caspian didn't expect Mason Nightshade to be there.

And their posture—one sitting on a stone, the other half-kneeling on the ground—although inappropriate for the occasion, really looked like a proposal.

He originally wanted to interrupt, but then he saw Mason's hand on Aurelia's head, gently rubbing it.

This was an action he often did to Aurelia, but what was different was that the redness in Aurelia's eyes gradually faded, and she regained her calm.

Caspian remembered the scene in the car.

Although she didn't resist his touch, he couldn't calm her down.

But this ex-brother-in-law whom he marked as a jerk, managed to do it.

Caspian slightly narrowed his eyes, feeling a bit of jealousy rising in his heart.

It seemed that his previous understanding of this brother-in-law before returning home was somewhat wrong.

"What happened?" Caspian walked over, noticing Aurelia's injured hand, his brows furrowing.

He wanted to take a closer look at the wound, but a wall of a person blocked him.

Mason stood silently between Caspian and Aurelia, politely extending his hand, "Hello, I didn't expect to meet you in such an occasion."

Caspian frowned, had he met him before?

But soon, Mason explained his confusion, "I'm sure you know about my relationship with Aurelia, I didn't know she had a cousin before."

Caspian smiled, just yesterday he was causing a scene at the hotel out of jealousy, and today he's already cleared his identity?

He reached out and shook his hand.

Mason's hand was a bit broad, intentionally or not, when they shook hands, Mason increased his grip slightly.

Caspian silently laughed in his heart.

Slightly narrowing his eyes, he met the man's indifferent yet intensely penetrating eyes.

"What happened?" Mason released Caspian's hand, turned and asked Uncle Zhao.

Uncle Zhao felt guilty, still wallowing in self-blame, recalling last night's events brought another wave of remorse, "It's all my fault for drinking too much and not noticing what was happening here..."

"Drinking too much?" Mason frowned, "How could there be alcohol in a place keeping vigil?"

Over the years, Uncle Zhao had been diligent; although he would nap a bit at night, there wouldn't be any alcohol, which could cause mistakes.

Uncle Zhao said, "It was when the second miss came to pay respects to madam yesterday; she brought it, saying I was working hard at night and could have a drink to relax."

Mason's eyes narrowed sharply.

Aurelia's gaze also flickered with sharpness.

It's obvious what the situation was now.

Jovana Shaw would come obediently to pay respects to her mother? Without a motive, how could she come?

She embarrassed her at the school celebration, and now she retaliates like this?

She's simply asking for trouble!

Aurelia suddenly stood up, her cold, beautiful eyes flashed with severity, saying nothing, she strode out.

Her wrist was held by Mason.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Where else!" Aurelia's eyes fiercely tilted upward, "To skin her alive."

Mason looked at her firmly, saying nothing, holding her hand and walking forward.

Aurelia looked at his back in confusion; his hand was warm, with thin calluses, making her feel comfort she liked. She didn't know since when she had become so accustomed to being held by him, or perhaps...

She had grown somewhat dependent on this feeling.